It is cold here. I am trying to make some paper to continue my logbook
Cold… cold… I have seen a native, at first he seems friendly
but it seems that he doesn’t want share his fur with me…
I have to run. But on the other side of things… running has left me a bit warmer. With so much running I have arrived at the island of Manitoulin.
The local people flee in fright when they see the elephant’s trunk approaching running (in slow motion)
In the North Atlantic
Where people have been looking
for an incredible treasure
for more than 200 years.
So far,
they have found bits of gold chain
A stone slab
with strange symbols carved into it.
Even a 17th Century Spanish Coin
To Date,
6 men have died
trying to solve the mystery
And, according to legend,
one more will have to die
before the treasure can be found
Yaaa… I have to put in a failed vote for ole Oak Island, just because its MF’in Oak island…
If I wanted to hide a treasure and be fairly sure it wouldn’t be found, I’d bury it on North Sentinel Island off India. If you dare venture close, these not so friendly natives will greet you (by greet I mean try to kill you)
After walking for many miles trought the forest, going hungry and thirsty, finally I arrived at a beach.
I don’t know where I am. My maps were stolen by my faithless crew, also the rum.
I find some tools in a abandoned cabin near the woods. Yeah, this is how the good terror movies start.
I’m working in a new boat.
With some ropes…
and some wood…
and with my skills, I think that I could make a little boat…
[some days later]
Et voilá!!!
My new ship is ready to sail!
It is going to be difficult for one man to ride this beast, so I have recruited one new crew member.
Another safe place for treasure, but not for treasure hunters…Ilha da Queimada Grande off Brazil. Made up of 106 acres of land, and apprximately 430,000 vipers or about 4 poisonous snakes per square metre.
24.2.23.-18.30… As we started sailing again, me and my fellow supporter dog, “Nabucodonosor” saw my previous ship.
We stayed away so they wouldn’t notice our presence.
Waiting in the distance for night to fall.
At night we made a small raid. Stealthy… Brief. Enough to bring us back some loot and some revenge.
I would like to see the faces of my former crew when they don’t see their pet.
Nabucodonosor and I have given a good account of him.